"That depends. But it'll take all of the drama out of it. But if you insist: The marrowblight will probably try to kill you." The Ambassador replies.
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"Shoot first and ask questions later will not work. As undead are destroyed, even talk with dead won't work. So, depending on why you want to pay a visit to this marrowblight you should plan your approach carefully." Nor tells.
"I have contacts." "Sorry for the late warning. But it looks like it was still in time."
"It sounds like you got away from the assassination attempt, if a parking ticket is your biggest concern right now."
Manteca:
The historical lesson about the disconnection of the fleet is correct. But that 'fact' that the fleet has no connections to the government is commonly argued over.
You don't sense any lies in the suggestions about who might be behind the attacks. He doesn't seem to know. "Well, that is all then. Or do you still have something?" Ambassador Nor asks.
The group takes some public transportation to the Embassy of Eox. You are lead to the Ambassador. Ambassador Nor greets you. "Congratulates to your success of the mission. Even though I recorded your activities on the Acreon and the Drift Rock, I would still like to hear your report firsthand." "And of course there is your reward for delivering my cargo. I thank you all." He hands everyone a cred stick with 500 not traceable credits. "About your request about the attacks..." Nor turns to EH-RK "I have no clue who wanted to sabotage that mission. Maybe Astral Extractions, maybe the Hardscrabble collective, or some other party who has an interest in the drift rock or personal reasons to wish you dead. But the corpse fleet - even though they are of Eoxian origin - work for whoever pays and are not under control or working with the Eoxian government."
As if on a sign the moblie device of Manteca Imani signals an incoming call.
Accepting the call: It is Ambassador Nor who tells you that a delivery truck from FedUps will come along to fetch the package for him and that you should visit him to receive your payment.
"I can tell you that this ship was a DEATH’S HEAD NECROGLIDER, a space ship of Eoxian design. But who piloted it and why it attacked you is beyond my knowledge." the answer from Nor comes via the drone.
"The box is large, so you won't miss it and it is clearly labelled and addressed to the Embassy." Nor replies.
Ambassador Nor would smile, had he still the facial muscles to do so. Checking on Allison's legwear he (she, it? Hard to tell with only bones left) verifies that it was meant figuratively and replies. "I see. It is a simple delivery of a package for which the postal charges are already paid. But I'm willing to pay an express fee so to say of 1000 credits if I have it tomorrow evening."
"If you have no further question ten I have one more request." Nor says, steepling his bony fingers. "Among its other cargo, the Acreon was carrying a package destined for the embassy. Of course, with the ship being quarantined, the package has been undeliverable. I’ve been eagerly awaiting its arrival, and I’d consider it a personal favor if you could find the package and bring it to me when you return to the station. It’s clearly marked, so I don’t imagine it will be too difficult to find."
A quick call to Chiskisk confirms that Ambassador Nor is the one in charge of the mediation. So you visit him as requested. You're led to the Ambassador without further ado. It is the Embassy of Eox. So everyone who knows of that planet and it's inhabitants isn't too surprised to be greeted by a skeleton. Culture DC 5: Eox is a planet inhabited almost entirely by undead creatures. Its dominant species, the humanlike elebrians, were forced to transform themselves into undead to survive an ancient cataclysm that almost destroyed their world. Although many sentient species find them disturbing, the elebrians are not considered “monsters,” at least in polite society. Eox is a full signatory to the Pact, and its undead inhabitants are equal citizens of the Pact Worlds. Culture DC 15:
You recognizes Gevalarsk Nor as the head of Eox’s diplomatic delegation to the Pact Council. "Thank you for agreeing to meet with me. I’m certain you were informed of the recent interest in the prospecting ship Acreon and the asteroid being referred to as the ‘Drift Rock,’ and I believe you’re also acquainted with the dispute between Astral Extractions and the Hardscrabble Collective over both the ship and the asteroid. Both parties are currently awaiting legal arbitration, but the wheels of justice often turn quite slowly. As a result, I have offered my services as a mediator in hopes of finding a solution that is equitable to both factions." "The first step in this, of course, is learning the specifics of the opposing claims. I requested the Starfinder Society to suggest a group of their agents that are not yet involved in the Station's politics to go on such an investigation. As I'm told, you’re new to the station, you seem to possess a wide range of skills and abilities, and you certainly appear capable. In short, you’re perfectly positioned as a neutral third party that could cut through all of the red tape surrounding this issue and get to the heart of the matter." "So I rented a shuttle from the station to bring you there and prepared this surveillance drone to accompany you and document everything. Do you have any questions regarding the mission?"
"That's totally unfair. I sit there for thousands of years with a prepared speech. I've practised holding it uncountable times. And then this insolent gnome shuts me down before I can get to the first sentence of it. I quit. This job sucks." Malegast flings the script into the corner and storms out.
Maligast points his finger at the insolent gnome just to be beaten by a split second and destroyed by another set of fiery rays.
Just as Jimmy is out of his armor a door opens in the previous room. Into the dinner room comes a skeletal, withered corpse with an oversized, bulging forehead wearing a cloak. "So you’re the intruders. Well. I
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